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Indefinite hiatus.
Alright, a new job is around the corner, and I have not had a lot of muse lately, so I won't be able to keep engaging in this hobby in the foreseeable future. However, I hope to return when I achieve my goals, and MAYBE I WILL HAVE BRAIN FOR SILLY/HAPPY WRITING.
I am going to miss y'all!
Discord and all that jazz where we follow each other is available but not for RP, of course.
Alright, the devil works hard! But I work harder!
My new blog is set with some old muses that will be new for most of you <3
Some of the muses seen here are turning into ask only muses, so I apologize if we had threads ideas!
Alright, the devil works hard! But I work harder!
My new blog is set with some old muses that will be new for most of you <3
Some of the muses seen here are turning into ask only muses, so I apologize if we had threads ideas!
Alright, the devil works hard! But I work harder!
My new blog is set with some old muses that will be new for most of you <3
Some of the muses seen here are turning into ask only muses, so I apologize if we had threads ideas!
Alright, the devil works hard! But I work harder!
My new blog is set with some old muses that will be new for most of you <3
Some of the muses seen here are turning into ask only muses, so I apologize if we had threads ideas!
Thinking of opening a new blog where I'd put all my main muses. WOULD YOU GUYS FOLLOW ME THROUGH THAT HELL?
I like having my muses gathered by themes through different blogs and some sleeping, but putting them all together like in a ball pit pool would help me loosen up in all the effort I put into tags, aesthetics, organizing, etc...
My life is messy and busy, and if so is my blog, then I put more energy into the amusing part and less into the logistics, AND I CAN HAVE FUN.
I love how Autumn's body language changes depending on how the relationship with someone changes.
He can be dismissive and barely look in the eyes. It isn't a matter of insecurity but disinterest. Even if he needs something specific from someone, he won't use flirtation tactics or anything, just straightforwardness.
However, the closer he gets to someone, his face relaxes, and even his smiles become more fresh and sometimes innocent. He begins to look at you in the eyes with a certain playfulness. Basically, he starts to show a more childlike version of himself, easy-going and pouty at times.
Trust makes him regress to that age he never had someone to confide in.
GET TO KNOW THE MUN.
what’s your phone wallpaper : Makoto from Free! EVERY DAY I SAY I WILL CHANGE IT AND THEN I DON'T.
last song you listened to : Amor Eterno by Rocio Durcal.
currently reading : No longer human by Osamu Dazai and A personal matter by Kenzaburo Oe.
last show : Might have been Hannibal? I also finished You and House in the same weekend, so only the Lord knows.
what are you wearing right now : black dress
piercings / tattoos? : none
glasses ? contacts? : nope
last thing you ate? : chinese food <3
favorite color(s) : everything pastel 👌👌👌
current obsession : well the person who tagged me on this showed me a pretty model >.>
do you have a crush right now? : I don't think it can be considered a crush anymore XD
favorite fictional character : Nezumi, Inukashi, Sesshomaru, Erwin, Gaara... All my OCs.
About the Writer
Favorite time of year: SUMMER and rainy days
Comfort food: all food is comfort food if you are me
Favorite desserts: Lemon Pie
Things you collect: Lingerie
Favorite drink: WATER
Favorite musical artist: MMMNHHH, HOZIER and Keaton Henson.
Last song you listened to: Bésame Mucho by Andrea Boccelli.
Last movie you watched: Good question, man, try again some other time XD
Last series you watched: well, you already know
Series you’re currently watching: Jessica Jones.
Current obsession: >.>
Dream place to visit: Spain, Eastern Europe, South Africa, East Asia, New Zealand and Argentina.
A place you’ve been that you want to go back to: None
Something you want: an apartment <3
Currently working on: WAY TOO MANY THINGS FOR ONE PERSON.
tagged by: @nezumivc103221
tagging: this is old, so steal it if you wish to
Autumn will be a billionaire when he turns 40 years old.
The music was gently humming in the apartment. Astra had made sure to decrease the intensity of the lights, creating a rather cozy and welcoming atmosphere near the dinner table. Autumn was out on a mission; he was supposed to be home in a few minutes. They had texted before he had hit the road. Patiently, Astra poured more wine into his risotto, moving the wooden spoon until he heard the familiar click of the door. The table was dressed, wine and flowers displayed. He had chosen pink roses and lilies, to match his lover’s hair and complexion.
Astra removed his apron before he skirted the kitchen island and made himself visible at the entrance of the living room. He observed Autumn’s features; first to be sure he was alright and safe, then to properly admire the beauty of the man he loved. He stepped forward, and circled the other man’s hips.
“Welcome home.” He whispered and gently kissed the crook of his neck. “Happy birthday, love.” He said before he gripped Autumn’s bag and carefully secured it on the floor. “Dinner is not ready, so you have time for a shower.” He kissed the corner of his lips once more. “But if you wish to skip the appetizers, I don’t mind joining you and make sure that you’re all clean and scrubbed.”
// happy birthday Autumn! Someone is missing you 💛
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He had returned home. Finally.
However, there was a hesitation before opening the door. He had already put the keys inside the lock and turned it to come in, but the hum of music and the faint smell of food made Autumn remember how lucky he was to be loved by a man like his—which would always be an overwhelming emotion.
He had to press his forehead briefly onto the door's frame to get his shit together and avoid the silly look of a teenager experiencing summer love for the first time. But, every mask he wore was washed away the moment Astra stopped to simply observe the entirety of his complexion. Autumn knew it was to check he was still standing in one piece.
Fuck. Autumn's heart rose like waves at night, crashing against a cliff when a kiss was deposited on his neck. He held to him and pressed his cheek to his hair, relieved to be home, welcomed by him. It's been years, yet Autumn is still getting used to this sort of care. He's more welcoming of it, but what face is he supposed to have when he had forgotten his own birthday and his lover hadn't?
"Oh, shit, it's my birthday. Right."
Autumn chuckled, driving his hand to Astra's cheek before putting a kiss on his lip. The kiss was meant to be brief, but as soon as their lips touched, Autumn sighed into the kiss, embracing Astra with tenderness and possession.
He kissed Astra's cheek to his heart's content. Probably, it was his way of saying thank you. Autumn had no idea how to reply to a birthday wish. Before Astra, he never had celebrations of any kind; no parties, no gatherings—no balloons, no cake or birthday songs.
But he used to dream of what it could feel like, and not even his imagination could compare to the feelings he was going through.
His favorite part of the emotion was that if Astra hadn't mentioned it was his birthday, Autumn would have thought he had simply decided to pamper him that night. Dim lights, homemade dinners, and table arrangements aren't unusual between them... because both never fail to make each other feel special.
It's like having a birthday every day and a sleepover every night.
"I already showered. You know I'd never bring that grim into our lives." Autumn always used their safe houses to shower before heading home. He was well aware of his lover's phobia of dirty things; therefore, returning home with mud, sweat, and blood was not only disrespectful but perverse.
Autumn couldn't taint their safe haven in such a way. If he began to put Astra's comfort away, then their daily celebrations wouldn't ever be genuine, and his heart wouldn't beat with sweet love. Instead, it'd be beating for power and arrogance.
The truth was their union was the only place where they were powerless. Nevertheless, it made them strong enough to battle against any war.
Autumn smiled. "But I'll skip the appetizers for you to help me choose my fit for the night. I'm really into that high waist Hermès pants. Not the blue ones, the brown ones, remember? The ones I also need assistance with."
Autumn doesn't need assistance with fashion. Ever. But all he wants is an excuse to have Astra's hands all over him.
Just today, I realized Autumn's favorite candy is lollipops because that's what he was eating when he saw his father shot on the head.
Lollipops give him a sense of completion, safety, and soothing.
Fuck. Almost forgot.
Happy father's day to Roman ❤️
💜
@lured-into-wonderland | Congrats, you've chosen the heart of angst!
One hand over her lips, pressing hard enough to cause redness to spread around Autumn's fingertips, but he needed her quiet. It wasn't up to negotiation, and under that unnerving stare, Autumn knew Nunnally understood what sort of situation they were in. No one locks themselves in the pantry room for fun, after all.
"Look at me. For any reason, under any circumstance, you can leave this room until I come in for you. Do you understand?"
Autumn's words were icy whispers as if they had traveled in time to a frigid winter. When was the last time he spoke to her this way? When they first met, Nunnally meant nothing to him but a funny—lucky—coincidence. By then, his words were distant and careless; arrogance was dressing him even because she was no more than a tool. But today, he was showering her in coldness to install the fear that would protect her from doing something stupid.
Today, while the step of men was roaming in his apartment, destroying everything, Autumn couldn't put his mind away from the idea of something terrible happening to her. Not on his watch, not under his protection... not under his care.
If something was to happen to her, Autumn wouldn't be able to forgive himself. There have been many failures in his life, but this one would be the one he wouldn't ever imagine tolerating. It was more than his vow to keep her safe for having dragged her into his dangerous life; it was Nunny's laughter in the living room, her tears when she burnt their dinner by accident, her annoying remarks when Autumn didn't look after himself. He did not want to lose her because, somewhere along the way, he had learned to appreciate her more than a delicate tool. Nunnally had turned into his companion for silly dates, adventurous hung outs, exciting trips, and, at times, difficult conversations.
"I'm sorry about this."
Autumn struck her neck with enough strength to make her unconscious.
He couldn't trust her. Not in these stances. Nunnally was a stubborn woman and hopeful, too. While they were great traits to have, in their situation, it could imply she would hold onto them to open that pantry door to try to save Autumn. In the end, with those fragile looks, all she must know of fighting must come from TV shows where the good prevails over the bad.
Real life doesn't work like that. She isn't dying on him.
Happy Birthday to Autumn!
Once I said, I'd change his birthday but I completely forgot and here we are, so if you want an excuse for a toast, go right ahead!
Autumn tends to experience love secretly.
It's such a secret, IT'S EVEN A SECRET TO HIM.
It only makes sense that Autumn will adopt a child. Probably, when he's not ready for a baby. By accident, probably a child abandoned somewhere, malnourished and bruised. He will see that child and while he knows he's probably the worst role model, he can't trust anyone else to protect them.
Literally will take the child to the hospital and when he learns they will be under the care of the state, he'd just be like "nope. Mine."
Okay, tumblr makes stupid decisions, but those frogs?!
(I also have some muse for Autumn. Send a 💛or💚or💜for a surprise ask from him.)